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D---D----Deadline peeps
Topic Started: Oct 29 2010, 04:07 AM (67 Views)
Total Mayhem
Rookie
Deadlines and Finishes



Time and time again he has had to play these games and watch the results. Sure it was fun. At times it was easy. One word put in an ear and the world shook. Derek was the same as everyone else with something to lose. Yeah he had that damn title, so what? Yeah he had Morgan and even a butt monkey but so what?

He turned and looked at the little redhead next to him. The sex had been hot, wild, rough and long. He hadn’t slept yet. He couldn’t. He had things to do and one of them was meeting with his brother. Good old Ezra.

Getting up and slipping his pants on, he didn’t bother with a shirt or shoes. Instead he walked out of the bedroom and into the bathroom. His business done, he ran a brush through his hair, not so much for style, it was tangled.

Leaving the bathroom, back through the bedroom and shutting the door behind him, he walked to the table that sat in the kitchen area. He had ordered breakfast last night. It was to be brought to the room, placed on the table and the waiter or whoever was to leave as quietly as they had entered. It had been done nicely.

He sat and poured his coffee, hot and strong, and sipped at it while he poked at his eggs. They were sunny side up, no runny whites. The toast was crisp, maybe a little to crisp. Otherwise the food was eatable.

He didn’t even notice as a shadow loomed over him. Without breaking a beat in his eating, he motioned at the empty seat and waited for his sibling to take a seat and serve himself.

“I take it that Morgan has been to see you? I had a call from our lawyers about her.”

Ezra had pulled his hair back and out of the way. He was busy crunching the toast as he nodded while clearing space to talk in his mouth.

“Yeah, she wasn’t happy when I told her that hell would freeze before she could get free from her contract. She tried to slap me, I caught her arm, tempted to break it, but you said no damage.”

Jakob nodded as he swallowed.

“We cant have Dereks whore damaged can we? Besides if I know him he is freaking out right now. Sure the world is out to get him. And probably drunk as well. I think the time is right for me to beat his ass down.”

Ezra sat back and looked at his brother over the cup in his hands.

“You mean you are going through all this trouble to get a hardcore title? Man you must be slipping.”

Jakob used his toast to clean his plate and was leaning back in the chair, his cup nearly empty.

“It isn’t the title, it’s the owner. I want Derek to squirm as I tighten the vise on his neck. I want him to know that no matter what I can take away whatever he has. Morgan is trying to get away from me, yet he goes to someone just like me. Sid is a joke and only relevant because the UV Title is hot. And most likely old Logan is around to take one last shot at glory. To me that says ‘job well done’. I got in his head, I set him up and I will pull the trigger. Derek is gonna be the ex champ.”

Ezra grinned and looked over Jakobs shoulder then back to the table. He poured both cups full again and leaned in on his elbows.

“I heard from the dick you hired. He said Buzz saw ready to bust a gut when he showed up with the file. He had him ready and plucked him good. Got almost 10 grand from him. Sucker again. He also said he made a call when he was going back to the whore. Wanna guess to who?”

Jakob leaned in as well. He was idly stirring his coffee with his finger as he shook his head.

“Nah I don’t care. It wont matter. That big oaf is no problem, I got his end planned. That game geek or whatever he is no matter to me. Axel Foley is at best a misquito bite that I wont even scratch and Sledge? Has been of a major order. I don’t care what they bring, the finish will be the same. I set a deadline and they will be just that. Dead in a line at my feet for their peeps to view.”

They stopped talking when the twins walked into the room followed by his pet. They all finished eating and well, lets say it’s a good thing his pet woman is named Mercy. Because he made the joke he wont have any at Horrorcore.
Edited by Total Mayhem, Oct 29 2010, 04:59 AM.
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